“The book, taken by and large, might be a parody on Mr Lindsay, all the Mr Lindsays.... And yet one knows very well what has happened. The superstition has got him, the group-consciousness has sucked him down. Mr Lindsay has listened too readily to his kind public, his critical faculty, never strong, has been smoked and blurred by incense.” Amy Lowell
− + N Y Times 25:251 My 16 ’20 2850w
“In this writer there have always been two elements: the poet, and what I shall unceremoniously, but not disrespectfully, call the urchin.... The poet and the urchin lived apart: they could not find each other. They have found each other, in my judgment, in the ‘Golden whales,’ and their meeting is the signal for Mr Lindsay’s emergence into the upper air of song.” O. W. Firkins
+ Review 2:518 My 15 ’20 700w
“Many persons have become needlessly alarmed and excited over Mr Lindsay’s importance as a poet. He is original, very original, both in form and in substance, and he is exhilarating—if it be only the exhilaration induced by the jingling tambourine.... The new book shows Mr Lindsay performing at top speed—facile, self-confident, clever, sometimes brilliant, his viewpoints as healthy and entertaining as ever.”
+ − Springf’d Republican p6 Mr 1 ’20 480w
“Mr Lindsay’s ‘The golden whales of California’ is a disappointment. In this volume, the exuberance of spirit seems artificial, a mannerism; we weary of what the poet calls the ‘jazz bird’s screech’ and ‘monkey-shines and didoes.’” E: B. Reed
− + Yale R n s 10:203 O ’20 150w
LINDSEY, BENJAMIN BARR, and O’HIGGINS, HARVEY JERROLD. Doughboy’s religion, and other aspects of our day. *$1.25 (8c) Harper 940.478
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